Finding Zero

"If you trust me, then don't" he tells her casually. Reaching into his jacket pocket for his pack of cigarettes.

He proceeded to light one, taking a long drag, later exhaling it directly at her face. "You should go"

She coughed, fanning the remnants of smoke that lingered in the air before punching him straight in the nose.

"Asshole" she grumbles, leaving him on the ground, clutching at his bleeding apendage.

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